Imagine a near future
when nanotechnology allows speakerphones
on the inside of everyone's ears,
a microphone in their throat,
and scanners that record through the eyes.
People will maintain a permanent connection to the internet.
In this satire of everything you love about B Movies
and black-and-white ideologies, Mark Plimsoll presents
adult themes with elegance and style, buried in jargon,
in a way suitable for children of all ages.
Told without mind-numbing explosions or car chases,
unlike Television with its hand-to-hand combat
(without injured hands)
and sexual titillation without a human context,
Cell UR allows us to exercise our intelligence and imagination.
Sometimes songs propel the plot-
Will Gnathal receive his new Personal Customized Transporter
in time to invite Vampire Elvirus to tattoo his obese backside
on the beach as the sun sets, to realize four of his life goals,
five if she's of another race?
Will the Siliconoid Aliens catch the reality show
Spaceship Rambler before Andrea loses her virginity
to take revenge on all DNA life forms?
Will Maximilliano Duroc, Global President of Metroplex
declare war in language people understand?
What evil lurks in the Devastate?
Cell-UR describes our world in humorous metaphor,
through the coming of age of a 'normal' industrialized,
urban, personality-disordered obese adolescent,
as he becomes part of something bigger than himself
and learns that true evil has a face,
seen in every mirror.